"Boom!"

The sarcophagus overturned, and the coffin mouth tilted on its side.

But no bodies were left in it. Su Lang only saw the chaos in the coffin, and there was a hidden world of ups and downs.

Seeing Su Lang's surprised expressions, Ding Chengye stroked his beard and said, "It's just a space method." The old man also found this spatial rift in his later years, and barely connected to the ancestral star. Alright, let's hit the road. ”

The suction generated by the sarcophagus actually inhaled the little fluorescent light generated by the surrounding aura.

Su Lang inhaled softly. In the Purple Mansion Dantian, the laws of the six paths exert force at the same time.

The rhyme of the whole body flowed, and it barely resisted the suction of this black hole.

"Hmph. Ding Chengye snorted coldly, and his sleeve robe agitated.

The suction force increased again, and the space in the tomb appeared densely cracked.

"Bang!"

The stone statue stood and knelt, and it was also densely cracked, and then exploded into stones. The stone shook again and turned into powder.

"Oh no, I pushed too hard!"

Ding Chengye exclaimed. The remnant soul is illusory, and he can't control this spatial black hole.

"Poof. Su Lang protected Mu Tianhan behind him, and all his internal organs were displaced by this terrifying spatial suction, and he vomited pieces of blood and flesh.

On the skin, the green tendons are undulating, and the roots are distinct, and it seems that they are about to explode in the next moment.

That's it, Mu Tianhan is still in a coma. She fell limply to the ground, her almost transparent skin, as if a blood-colored petal had bloomed.

"Are you going to die?"

Su Lang muttered to himself. He took one last look at Ding Chengye.

The latter is also transparent, and it is about to disappear.

"Alas. The younger generations do not talk about martial arts and bullied me, an old comrade who is 1.25 million years old. ”

Suddenly, something changed.

In the dantian, the Dao Jing grinding disc is split in half from the middle. The arc of its cracks is as natural and harmonious as Yin and Yang Taiji.

The aura condensed, turning into the image of an old man sitting in the air.

Its figure is neither above nor below, left or right, like the center of the universe and the beginning of Hongmeng.

"Who are you?" Ding Chengye was taken aback: "What's going on?"

"Don't care who I am. Destroy my layout and make millions of hours empty. Just a junior, do it yourself!"

Ding Chengye didn't say a word again. Its remnants were shattered like lenses, swept up in the air currents of a black hole.

"That's it. The hope of enlightenment in this era is empty. The old way will take you around. Seeing Su Lang's surprisingly silent expression, the Taoist sighed.

The next moment, the two stepped into the turbulence of time and space.

In the year 94568 of the Immortal Ancient Period, the Heavenly Court fell.

A man in a golden robe stood in the air with his hands in his hands. The dragon circulates around the body, like a god and a man coming into the world.

His expression was complicated, and he silently watched as a huge fireball fell at a rapid speed in the Nine Heavens.

"Boom-" The pillar collapsed.

The streamers were everywhere, but they were all confined to a hundred feet, unable to escape in the air. Countless immortals, their eyes desperate.

"Emperor of Heaven...... Why is he watching silently?"

Su Lang asked.

The Taoist shook his head and smiled: "I didn't watch it silently." It was he who wanted things to turn out like this. ”

The Emperor of Heaven acquiesced in the collapse of the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, the Golden-robed Heavenly Emperor seemed to suddenly come back to his senses. His jade-like palm pressed down. Suddenly, the world shattered. The eightfold heavenly que above the heavenly court was taken out alive.

In the dark universe, the river of time flows forever.

The Heavenly Emperor did not hesitate any longer. Flipping his hand, he threw the Eightfold Heavenly Que into the long river.

The crown of his hair was meticulous, but there was tiredness in his eyes underneath.

"This method already has the characteristics of Dao Ancestor. If you give him thousands of years, I am afraid that you can really reach the ordinary realm of those few people. ”

The Taoist sighed.

The ninth heaven smashed down. The East China Sea is changing, and the waves are raging. In the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, an old dragon trembled and did not dare to show his head.

The Heavenly Emperor glanced back in Su Lang's direction, and suddenly said, "Coming?"

Who is he talking to? With me a million years from now?

The Taoist smiled: "It seems that we can't stay." ”

The voice has fallen, and time and space have returned to chaos.

Returning to the One Sect, Qingyan Lao Dao stared at the chaotic chessboard on the stone table, and his brows gradually stretched.

He laughed: "Heaven and earth are chess? The chess pieces of the most important level have jumped out of the chessboard, how can you play again?"

Qing Yan knocked over the chessboard, shook his sleeves and left.

In the hall behind him, the lights were dim and far-reaching. I only heard a sigh: "Qingyan, you stinky chess basket, you can't break the chess game, and you fled...... again"

"The chess pieces jump out...... Maybe it's a good thing. ”

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I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......

The rhythm exploded. I really can't write anymore. I had to enter the palace.

The author solemnly apologizes.

I'm really sorry......